The darkness is crowding our light
Our shadows forced out of sight
And soon even us
Our eyes, ours fingers, our feet, our toes
The skies that once lingered where the sun no longer glows
The sounds of our voices grow distant, down the river flows
Water droplets slowly cease and even the small ripples of movement stop
I can no longer feel you here
The way I used to
I am alone now
©️ The Sad Owl
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The Sad Owl
I'm just here. Until I'm not.
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